Blubs is cleaning out the factory still, crawling through the walls to get rid of any rats and mice or bones that might seems off putting. Once he climbs out, he is covered in dust and cobwebs.
Home is in the basement with the bodybag, talking to it "You know, it's silly but I am really starting to get tired of you. You scream for help during the middle of the night, you appear at the worst times, you sit in my chair when I'm trying to organize the area... I should get rid of you for real."
Nathan is curled up in the corner of the tavern library, trying to bring dead rodents back to life. He is trying different variations of the Ressurection Spell to see if they work for it.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I have lived with him or near him for far, far longer than you've been alive." Kharn sighs. "Yes, I know he's annoying." Helena can sense he's withholding something, though she can't tell if it's important or not.
*His backstory an stuff is in the Notes section*
Helena furrows her eyebrows. "There's more to it though isn't there?"
Kharn sighs, glancing around. "I am taking a risk here, Helena. If Krail finds out I've told you, he'll kill us both. Likely your husband as well." He glances behind him. Krail, it seems, has had one too many drinks. "We'll have to go somewhere more private."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Blubs is cleaning out the factory still, crawling through the walls to get rid of any rats and mice or bones that might seems off putting. Once he climbs out, he is covered in dust and cobwebs.
Home is in the basement with the bodybag, talking to it "You know, it's silly but I am really starting to get tired of you. You scream for help during the middle of the night, you appear at the worst times, you sit in my chair when I'm trying to organize the area... I should get rid of you for real."
Nathan is curled up in the corner of the tavern library, trying to bring dead rodents back to life. He is trying different variations of the Ressurection Spell to see if they work for it.
A man walks in with a black mask over his face with a red handprint on it. He has short light brown hair and fair skin. He wears brown boots, a black cloak, and grey pants and a black shirt. Attached to one of his legs is a dagger with a shortsword on his hip. Over his back is a quiver with arrows and a shortbow. A small bag rests on the small of his back.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Felix reaches into his pocket and pulls out a piping bag filled with dark paste. He puts some on their hand, causing it to rapidly regenerate. "It's a type of mold that only grows in the tombs of liches. It mimics undead tissue so it can feed on the energy flowing through the creature. It's a wonderful little species." He picks up the bowler hat and offers it to them. "Go on, try and pick it up now."
They try to do so, the sound of crunching bone absent as their fingers pick up the hat, moving it back to their own head. It does look quite funny considering how small it is proportional to their head. They tear up, "T-thank you... I-'m... T-Thane." They reach out their newly repaired hand to shake theirs.
Felix smiles and shakes Thane's hand. "Nice to finally meet you, Thane. I'm glad I could help. Do you need any more? I've got plenty of it."
He shakes his head as much as he can without hurting himself more than he feels all the time "I... will just be b- broken again, and again. T-thank you."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
“Perhaps the god heart is trying to supplant his soul and force it out of his body?”
Rio is just a little bit faster and eventually catches up to them. He dives at the man. Attack: 20 Damage: 6
"Due to how often he seems to be resisting possession that would be a fair analysis. I did happen to take it from a god of Justice who had a previous issue with Damian."
He is tackled to the ground, an echo appears in front of him and continues running. He turns his head "Who the [gp] are you?!"
“Who was this god?”
“Not your friend.” He hisses, holding aloft one palm. The runes along that arm glow a sickly lime color and a floating, roiling sphere of green acid forms, quickly ballooning to the size of a basketball. The acidic orb then bursts, its corrosive contents shooting at you. Make a DEX save.
"I can't hope to remember, I wrote it down somewhere, but I'll have to search my lab for it."
Dex save:19 The Echo stops, and suddenly him and the Echo have swapped places. He continues running "This ain't yer business pardner!" eventually jumping from the rooftops into the forests and trying to hide. Stealth:32
“Depending on their portfolio, it’d certainly be important to know exactly who they are.”
Riotan lets out a horrific, unearthly screech that promises brutality in every conceivable manner and starts stalking through the woods, moving like a ghost, old murderous thoughts boiling in his inhuman mind.
"I have lived with him or near him for far, far longer than you've been alive." Kharn sighs. "Yes, I know he's annoying." Helena can sense he's withholding something, though she can't tell if it's important or not.
*His backstory an stuff is in the Notes section*
Helena furrows her eyebrows. "There's more to it though isn't there?"
Kharn sighs, glancing around. "I am taking a risk here, Helena. If Krail finds out I've told you, he'll kill us both. Likely your husband as well." He glances behind him. Krail, it seems, has had one too many drinks. "We'll have to go somewhere more private."
She nods, helping the Tarnished to his feet. "Come on doll, we're going somewhere more comfortable."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*So I looked at the sheet, couldn't see the backstory and lore anywhere.*
*It's in the notes section*
*I think the notes section is private as I cannot see it.*
*Big sad. Ill just copy and paste it here rq*
*Organizations The Red Hand - Underground Thieves and Network ring
Allies The Hand of God - Underground assassination group. They are allied with the Red Hand
Enemies Theren Dotsk - Caused the death of his wife and child.
Backstory Zen was born into a loving family. He was raised to be a good person. He was married and had a child when he was 23. Him and his family lived in Ilmaters Hope when the tragedy struck. The aftermath took his child and his wife's life. He blames Theren Dotsk and his friends for what happened that day. After that he became a thief and assassin for hire. He aims to kill Theren and his friends and those Theren loves and cares for*
*Ah, an enemy of the character that is your namesake. I like it.*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Blubs is cleaning out the factory still, crawling through the walls to get rid of any rats and mice or bones that might seems off putting. Once he climbs out, he is covered in dust and cobwebs.
Home is in the basement with the bodybag, talking to it "You know, it's silly but I am really starting to get tired of you. You scream for help during the middle of the night, you appear at the worst times, you sit in my chair when I'm trying to organize the area... I should get rid of you for real."
Nathan is curled up in the corner of the tavern library, trying to bring dead rodents back to life. He is trying different variations of the Ressurection Spell to see if they work for it.
A man walks in with a black mask over his face with a red handprint on it. He has short light brown hair and fair skin. He wears brown boots, a black cloak, and grey pants and a black shirt. Attached to one of his legs is a dagger with a shortsword on his hip. Over his back is a quiver with arrows and a shortbow. A small bag rests on the small of his back.
The chinchilla-like creature stares it him, fixing its tiny pair of spectacles "A vistor! Oh my! Welcome welcome!!" They waddle over.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*So I looked at the sheet, couldn't see the backstory and lore anywhere.*
*It's in the notes section*
*I think the notes section is private as I cannot see it.*
*Big sad. Ill just copy and paste it here rq*
*Organizations The Red Hand - Underground Thieves and Network ring
Allies The Hand of God - Underground assassination group. They are allied with the Red Hand
Enemies Theren Dotsk - Caused the death of his wife and child.
Backstory Zen was born into a loving family. He was raised to be a good person. He was married and had a child when he was 23. Him and his family lived in Ilmaters Hope when the tragedy struck. The aftermath took his child and his wife's life. He blames Theren Dotsk and his friends for what happened that day. After that he became a thief and assassin for hire. He aims to kill Theren and his friends and those Theren loves and cares for*
*Ah, an enemy of the character that is your namesake. I like it.*
*Thanks. I've been wanting to do something like this for a while. Less eldritch horror and more human*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Blubs is cleaning out the factory still, crawling through the walls to get rid of any rats and mice or bones that might seems off putting. Once he climbs out, he is covered in dust and cobwebs.
Home is in the basement with the bodybag, talking to it "You know, it's silly but I am really starting to get tired of you. You scream for help during the middle of the night, you appear at the worst times, you sit in my chair when I'm trying to organize the area... I should get rid of you for real."
Nathan is curled up in the corner of the tavern library, trying to bring dead rodents back to life. He is trying different variations of the Ressurection Spell to see if they work for it.
A man walks in with a black mask over his face with a red handprint on it. He has short light brown hair and fair skin. He wears brown boots, a black cloak, and grey pants and a black shirt. Attached to one of his legs is a dagger with a shortsword on his hip. Over his back is a quiver with arrows and a shortbow. A small bag rests on the small of his back.
The chinchilla-like creature stares it him, fixing its tiny pair of spectacles "A vistor! Oh my! Welcome welcome!!" They waddle over.
The man tilts his head. "I thought this place was abandoned?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I have lived with him or near him for far, far longer than you've been alive." Kharn sighs. "Yes, I know he's annoying." Helena can sense he's withholding something, though she can't tell if it's important or not.
*His backstory an stuff is in the Notes section*
Helena furrows her eyebrows. "There's more to it though isn't there?"
Kharn sighs, glancing around. "I am taking a risk here, Helena. If Krail finds out I've told you, he'll kill us both. Likely your husband as well." He glances behind him. Krail, it seems, has had one too many drinks. "We'll have to go somewhere more private."
She nods, helping the Tarnished to his feet. "Come on doll, we're going somewhere more comfortable."
Kharn moves outside. Krail is completely out for the count. Kharn ges to the most private place he can find: the woods. Then kharn sits himself against a tree, and slowly removes his mask.
Revealing a bleached white skull.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Blubs is cleaning out the factory still, crawling through the walls to get rid of any rats and mice or bones that might seems off putting. Once he climbs out, he is covered in dust and cobwebs.
Home is in the basement with the bodybag, talking to it "You know, it's silly but I am really starting to get tired of you. You scream for help during the middle of the night, you appear at the worst times, you sit in my chair when I'm trying to organize the area... I should get rid of you for real."
Nathan is curled up in the corner of the tavern library, trying to bring dead rodents back to life. He is trying different variations of the Ressurection Spell to see if they work for it.
A man walks in with a black mask over his face with a red handprint on it. He has short light brown hair and fair skin. He wears brown boots, a black cloak, and grey pants and a black shirt. Attached to one of his legs is a dagger with a shortsword on his hip. Over his back is a quiver with arrows and a shortbow. A small bag rests on the small of his back.
The chinchilla-like creature stares it him, fixing its tiny pair of spectacles "A vistor! Oh my! Welcome welcome!!" They waddle over.
The man tilts his head. "I thought this place was abandoned?"
"I'm afraid that is true. You're about ten billion years too late." It sighs and twiddles is tiny paws.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Felix smiles and shakes Thane's hand. "Nice to finally meet you, Thane. I'm glad I could help. Do you need any more? I've got plenty of it."
He shakes his head as much as he can without hurting himself more than he feels all the time "I... will just be b- broken again, and again. T-thank you."
Felix frowns. "Why? Who breaks you?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
"I have lived with him or near him for far, far longer than you've been alive." Kharn sighs. "Yes, I know he's annoying." Helena can sense he's withholding something, though she can't tell if it's important or not.
*His backstory an stuff is in the Notes section*
Helena furrows her eyebrows. "There's more to it though isn't there?"
Kharn sighs, glancing around. "I am taking a risk here, Helena. If Krail finds out I've told you, he'll kill us both. Likely your husband as well." He glances behind him. Krail, it seems, has had one too many drinks. "We'll have to go somewhere more private."
She nods, helping the Tarnished to his feet. "Come on doll, we're going somewhere more comfortable."
Kharn moves outside. Krail is completely out for the count. Kharn ges to the most private place he can find: the woods. Then kharn sits himself against a tree, and slowly removes his mask.
Revealing a bleached white skull.
Helena looks unphased, more saddened than anything. "He did that to you?" she asks softly
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Blubs is cleaning out the factory still, crawling through the walls to get rid of any rats and mice or bones that might seems off putting. Once he climbs out, he is covered in dust and cobwebs.
Home is in the basement with the bodybag, talking to it "You know, it's silly but I am really starting to get tired of you. You scream for help during the middle of the night, you appear at the worst times, you sit in my chair when I'm trying to organize the area... I should get rid of you for real."
Nathan is curled up in the corner of the tavern library, trying to bring dead rodents back to life. He is trying different variations of the Ressurection Spell to see if they work for it.
Felix walks in, carrying a basket of food and candles.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Blubs is cleaning out the factory still, crawling through the walls to get rid of any rats and mice or bones that might seems off putting. Once he climbs out, he is covered in dust and cobwebs.
Home is in the basement with the bodybag, talking to it "You know, it's silly but I am really starting to get tired of you. You scream for help during the middle of the night, you appear at the worst times, you sit in my chair when I'm trying to organize the area... I should get rid of you for real."
Nathan is curled up in the corner of the tavern library, trying to bring dead rodents back to life. He is trying different variations of the Ressurection Spell to see if they work for it.
A man walks in with a black mask over his face with a red handprint on it. He has short light brown hair and fair skin. He wears brown boots, a black cloak, and grey pants and a black shirt. Attached to one of his legs is a dagger with a shortsword on his hip. Over his back is a quiver with arrows and a shortbow. A small bag rests on the small of his back.
The chinchilla-like creature stares it him, fixing its tiny pair of spectacles "A vistor! Oh my! Welcome welcome!!" They waddle over.
The man tilts his head. "I thought this place was abandoned?"
"I'm afraid that is true. You're about ten billion years too late." It sighs and twiddles is tiny paws.
He crouches down, his cloak kicking up some dust. "I'm sure there are still some valuables here, yeah?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(decided to die in the middle of me playing a game lol)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
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*Characters, if anyone wants to rp.*
Blubs is cleaning out the factory still, crawling through the walls to get rid of any rats and mice or bones that might seems off putting. Once he climbs out, he is covered in dust and cobwebs.
Home is in the basement with the bodybag, talking to it "You know, it's silly but I am really starting to get tired of you. You scream for help during the middle of the night, you appear at the worst times, you sit in my chair when I'm trying to organize the area... I should get rid of you for real."
Nathan is curled up in the corner of the tavern library, trying to bring dead rodents back to life. He is trying different variations of the Ressurection Spell to see if they work for it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The man keeps pace, firing a shot. Attack: 21 Damage: 9
She finds the badly charred disk in Festus's forehead.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Kharn sighs, glancing around. "I am taking a risk here, Helena. If Krail finds out I've told you, he'll kill us both. Likely your husband as well." He glances behind him. Krail, it seems, has had one too many drinks. "We'll have to go somewhere more private."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
A man walks in with a black mask over his face with a red handprint on it. He has short light brown hair and fair skin. He wears brown boots, a black cloak, and grey pants and a black shirt. Attached to one of his legs is a dagger with a shortsword on his hip. Over his back is a quiver with arrows and a shortbow. A small bag rests on the small of his back.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He shakes his head as much as he can without hurting himself more than he feels all the time "I... will just be b- broken again, and again. T-thank you."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Depending on their portfolio, it’d certainly be important to know exactly who they are.”
Riotan lets out a horrific, unearthly screech that promises brutality in every conceivable manner and starts stalking through the woods, moving like a ghost, old murderous thoughts boiling in his inhuman mind.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She nods, helping the Tarnished to his feet. "Come on doll, we're going somewhere more comfortable."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Ah, an enemy of the character that is your namesake. I like it.*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
The chinchilla-like creature stares it him, fixing its tiny pair of spectacles "A vistor! Oh my! Welcome welcome!!" They waddle over.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Thanks. I've been wanting to do something like this for a while. Less eldritch horror and more human*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The man tilts his head. "I thought this place was abandoned?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Kharn moves outside. Krail is completely out for the count. Kharn ges to the most private place he can find: the woods. Then kharn sits himself against a tree, and slowly removes his mask.
Revealing a bleached white skull.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
"I'm afraid that is true. You're about ten billion years too late." It sighs and twiddles is tiny paws.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Felix frowns. "Why? Who breaks you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(my Chromebook died :< )
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
Helena looks unphased, more saddened than anything. "He did that to you?" she asks softly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Felix walks in, carrying a basket of food and candles.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He crouches down, his cloak kicking up some dust. "I'm sure there are still some valuables here, yeah?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hah, mine hasn't yet.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(decided to die in the middle of me playing a game lol)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused